Memoir of a Truck Ride

This is a story about a couple who enjoy discussing past sexual experiences. It is based on something I was told by a former partner who in hindsight was a keeper and as such is fairly accurate. It really happened and I have just added parts I didn’t know or where the story needed it.

I have posted it in LW because I want to and because I feel it fits the criteria. Remember you arent forced to read it if the themes arent to your tastes. I am not hiding anything in the tags but just in case there might be a very slight cuckold element. There might not. You decide.

No messing this one gets pretty much straight to sex. Yey! I hope you enjoy.

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Memoir of a Truck Ride.

‘So tell me about the trucker guy again.’

We were lying in bed, my wife Lily and I. She wore nothing except a pair of lemon coloured knickers. I wore nothing. We cuddled close. The heating was turned down for the night and the bedroom, while not cold, was chilly now.

‘Again?’ Lily rolled her eyes but smiled indulgently. She knew I liked talking about her past. I always had. Even after four years of marriage and so many times. ‘Haven’t you heard that one enough.’

‘Yeah but I still like it. One of the best,’ I smiled.

‘You could probably tell me it now.’

She was right, I could. But hearing it from her was far better than just telling it to myself. I did sometimes remember this, or one of the other memories she’d told me about, when I was alone. I used them to wank to or during sex to get myself off. Hearing them in her words, from her perspective was much more of a turn on though. She might use a word or a phrase or she might include a detail she hadn’t before having never thought of it as interesting or worthy. While I would almost get off on the same word. Hearing Lily tell me of the dirty things she has done and who with was by far the best and most satisfying erotica for me.

‘Maybe but it’s much more exciting coming from you.’

She rolled he eyes again. I turned onto my side facing her lying on her back. My hand stroked gently across her breasts and teased the nipples until they stiffened.

‘Go on then but you’ll have to start it off and ask the questions.’

‘Fine by me. Ok, so how did you meet him?’

‘I worked part time in a pub. It was pretty rough but that kept it interesting for the most part. It was local to college too. He was a long distance driver and was a regular, when he was back with his truck. He liked me and made that obvious.’

‘Did you like him too?’

Lily laughed. ‘Hardly. He was a laugh but I didn’t fancy him.’

‘Why not?’

My hand traced down my wife’s stomach and idly played with her belly button. She lay happily letting me.

‘Because I was 19 and he was about 50. He wasn’t particularly good looking. No, he wasn’t good looking at all. He was overweight and looked like just like a guy who lived most of the time in the back of a truck. I liked him though. He was funny but I didn’t fancy him at all. I liked the attention he gave me and some of the things that he used to say but that was it.’

‘What did he used to say to you?’

My fingers had now began to trace across the soft material of Lily’s underwear. I could make out the small trimmed patch of public hair and the gentle lips of her sex. Her legs relaxed and parted slightly.

‘He was always saying how pretty I was, how sexy I was, that sort of thing. He loved it when I worked with tight pants on or a short skirt that showed off my legs. He’d sit at the end of the bar where he could see me behind it and look all night. Every time I went near him he’d make some sort of comment.’

‘Such as?’

‘At the beginning of the night would tell me how sexy my legs were or how he loved the shape of my bum. Later, when he’d had a few drinks he would be cruder. He might say how sexy my legs would look wrapped around him or ask if I was wearing any knickers that night. He always said everything with a cheeky grin and only when I was close by.

‘Did you like it?’

‘Yeah I guess so. Every girl likes a compliment. When they were crude I would tell him off or pretend to ignore him. I still liked them though. Its nice to be wanted and having him watching me all night wondering what comments he might make was fun.’

‘Did you ever tease him?’

I stroked Lily’s pussy through her knickers. I could tell she was wet already.

‘I might have.’

‘How?’

She giggled slightly. It must have been the memory because she opened her legs a little more.

‘I wore things I knew he would like. Sometimes I wore nice underwear or suspenders. On a couple of occasions I didn’t wear any underwear at all. He didn’t know that of course. Though when he would ask what knickers I had on I would often ask what made him think I was wearing any. He liked that thought I recall.’

‘What else would he say?’ Of course  I knew there was more. I knew what else he would asked her. Lily never offered this additional information unless I asked. The first time I had heard it the memory had transformed from a story about a  lecherous old man in a bar where she worked into something much more. It had shocked me when I had first heard it but it also made me instantly jealous and instantly hard.

‘He’d always be asking if I would go back to his truck with him.’

Lily took my hand and pushed it into the front of her knickers. My finger slid between and parted the lips and sunk deep into her wet heat. She groaned and her hips rocked against my hand.

‘What did he mean?’

‘Come back and let him have sex with me. That’s what he meant.’

Lily had her eyes closed now. I watched as she talked and enjoyed being fingered while she did.

‘He’d tell me I was a fantasy of his. He said he dreamt of ‘making love’ to me. He used those words. He told me how happy it would make him. He promised never to tell anyone, that it would be a dream come true to see me naked and make love to me. He was always asking, always telling me how much he fantasised about me.’

‘What did you say?’

‘No. I always said no. I told him it was sweet and that I was just a normal girl. I didn’t know why he thought I was so special. I suggested he could get a girl more his own age and be happy. He told me he would be happy with me’

‘What did you think?’

‘At first I thought just that. What was special about me? He told me I was beautiful and sexy. He said I was special because of the way I dressed, how I smiled, the way I didn’t realise how much all of the men wanted me. I liked the attention and the comments he made all the time. I looked forward to them and how they made me feel. After a while I allowed myself to think of ‘what if?’ but only occasionally and to begin with thinking about it shocked me more than it turned me on. I still thought about it though and soon it became sexually arousing to think about. It was so odd to begin with. He was so old, I was so young and inexperienced. Then I found I could use it while I played with myself. It worked, sometimes surprisingly well. I felt a little awkward after but it was my dirty little secret.’

‘You refused to let his dirty fantasy become a reality?’

Lily gave a wry smile but didn’t open her eyes. My thumb stroked the hood of her clit and eased the sensitive little button under it.

‘I told him no. He would ask me anyway no matter how many times I refused. I think he liked to shock me by suggesting it. He could see the look of embarrassment it gave me. He seemed to get off on making me think about what he wanted to do to me.’

‘What did he want to do sweetie?’

Lily eased her hips off the bed against my hand and moaned.

‘To have sex with me.’

My fingers were coated in her cum and slid easily from her sex and over her anus.

‘To fuck me.’

Lily’s hand reached out and gripped my cock. ‘I need to be fucked now.’

I sat up and skimmed her knickers off. I could smell the heat of her pussy she was so wet now. Pushing her legs wide I got between them but held my cock against her sex. It ached now and I knew I wouldn’t hold back long.

‘Did you say no every single time?’

‘Every time,’ Lily still held my cock and tried to pull it inside her.

‘Tell me the truth. Did you say no every single time?’

‘I always said no. Just one time….’

I remembered the pain I had felt the first time I heard this bit. I remember the free fall it left me in. The jealousy and the excruciating erection it gave me as I thought that this old man had possibly talked my future wife into…. I didn’t want to think of what he had done. I didn’t want to think that she could be so easy to manipulate, to compliment, to attract. I didn’t want to think that the girl I was beginning to think I would marry would be so easy to fuck. But then I did. I wanted to gear about it so much because it was one of the biggest turn ons I’d ever had.

‘Tell me about that time Lily.’ My cock eased inside her and was coated with her slick cum. Lily groaned and her nails dug into my back. He voice now a rasping whisper as she spoke.

‘He’d stayed drinking after hours and was being really flirty with me. I was wearing a short skirt that night that I knew he liked. I had worn it because I was horny and I knew he would drool over me in it. I was in the mood for attention and had been thinking of the ‘what if’ all day. I hadn’t just thought about him. That wasn’t how it worked. I thought about other things but teasing him was definitely one of them. I’d had a few drinks after the bar closed and somehow ended up leaving with him, at the same time rather than going anywhere together.’

‘Was that usual?’

I saw Lily shake her head rather than answer. I eased inside her slowly and got to feel every inch before pulling out and repeating over and over. The feeling was exquisite.

‘He had been asking me back to his truck earlier but I’d said no. I hadn’t actually said the words but I’d ignored the question or rolled my eyes or something else we both understood by then. We had our own language about it. He asked again outside when we were alone. ‘Come back with me. Just this once. I won’t tell anyone I promise’. I’d been wanting sex all day. I wanted sex then too. I was on my way home to an empty flat and I found myself doing something I’d never done before. I thought back to who might have seen us leave. I wondered if anyone could see us now. I thought about getting the frustration I felt between my legs satisfied and the look on his face if I did the unthinkable. For just a second I thought about the ‘What if’. Somehow, at that point, the thought of sex with him at didn’t seem so bad, provided nobody ever found out of course.’

There was a silence in which Lily and I slowly fucked. She opened her eyes and as we looked at each other we both thought of the same thing. Of him. This guy whose name my wife couldn’t even remember. She was there again outside the bar with him.  He was trying to get her alone. He kept asking despite being told time after time that she wasn’t interested. Then by blind luck and pig ignorance he stood at the right time and the right place. Everything feel right for him and he had done nothing to deserve it. He had asked the same question once again never thinking that he would get any more than a ‘you wish’. And then.

‘I think he saw the slightest hesitation rather than being blanked. I didn’t just roll my eyes or scoff openly at him as I had done so many times before. He saw something, the look on my face showing what had crossed my mind at that very instant. At one split seconds moment of weakness and need. His eyes changed. They just lit up right in front of me. He began to say ‘come on, come with me’ repeatedly and was actually trying to pull me away in the opposite direction to my flat, towards where I knew his truck was parked. I kept saying ‘don’t be daft.’ ‘Come on let go,’ but he pulled me his way a little and then before I knew it I was walking off with him. Just like that. I felt a little shocked by it. He kept hold of my hand tight in case I turned back. He talked about nothing incessantly so I couldn’t think. Questions, promises, compliments. He was so nervous it was almost funny. I told myself I was teasing him and that I would turn back towards my flat soon. In reality I was preparing to be seen and to then use that excuse to walk off. If I wasn’t seen though. If we got all the way to his truck without meeting anyone, without anyone knowing where I was, who I was with and where I might be going. What then? My pussy ached as I walked alongside him all the way to the car park at the back of which his truck sat in the shadows.’

‘What happened then Lily?’

‘If anybody had seen me walking with him I would have left. ‘Haha big misunderstanding.’ ‘Did you seriously think I’d ever go back to your truck with you?’ But there was nobody around at all. Not one person.’

‘When we got to the truck his hands were shaking so much he could hardly unlock the door. He must have known that if I got in he was going to get something. I would have laughed if I hadn’t been so terrified about being seen getting into his truck in the early hours of the morning. The thought was too terrible to contemplate. I would never ever live it down and when the door finally opened I was almost desperate to get in out of sight. He had me climb in first, probably so I couldn’t run away but he could also look up my skirt as I did. Inside he straight away wanted to know if I would get in the back with him. Confused I looked and found there was a small cot bed behind the seats. The dirty buggar wasn’t wasting any time. I told him that I shouldn’t be there with him. He said he wouldn’t tell anyone. He promised. I told him he was well over twice my age. He said he dreamt about me all the time. I told him he shouldn’t chase girls my age. He said he couldn’t help chasing me no matter how hard he tried.’

‘Then?’

‘He asked me again to climb through. He all but pleaded. It was funny. It was very real and it was a secret right? So I did.’

I eased myself out of Lily wanting now to move the story on and prolong it at the same time. I kissed down her body until my tongue found her wet hole and she rocked her hips toward me with a sigh. I lifted my head only long enough to encourage her on and then lapped at the tangy cum of her pussy.

‘He helped me through, hands on my hips and bum, and climbed through after me. There was very little room. In the back he kissed me almost immediately. That was so weird. The only older men I had ever kissed involved a quick peck on the cheek. If they were family it might be a peck on the lips. When his mouth found mine it opened and his tongue began slipping around my own. That was when I realised that this was so very different and every part if it was going to be just as weird. My nipples were still hard, my pussy still ached and cramped making my knickers wet. I was ready for sex. He had got me to the point where my body was craving to be fucked but when we kissed my mind was suddenly faced to consider the reality if the whole thing. He was real. What he wanted us to do was very real. The intimacy and proximity struck me. Once done I couldn’t go back.’

‘I didn’t stop it though. It was just so overwhelming having this man’s tongue in my mouth. He was shaking with excitement and when I got used to it a little I pushed my tongue back into his. He lost control a little and grabbed me. I had to slow him down. As he began touching me I fought the panic of being alone with him and ket him a little over my dress. I realised with increasing alarm that he might want to take my clothes off, that he might take his own off and that we would touch, naked. It scared the shit out of me at the same time it made my pussy wet. Then he told me he had always wanted to see me naked. I was reluctant but I let him begin to undress me. His hands were shaking as he did it.’

I continued to eat Lily’s sex. My tongue slid easily in and out if her hole. Beneath me as I listened to the memory in all its detail I pressed my hard on against the bedding to get relief. Lily occasionally stopped to push against me or touch herself but then she carried on.

‘I let him feel me up more while we kissed and while he pulled at my clothes. I feigned reluctance while wanting to get naked for him now. He was saying how he had dreamt about this, how he loved my body. He was eager and I wanted to hear what he had to say when he saw me nude, when my dress and knickers were taken off for him. I let him  touch my body a little more. ‘That’s what you want isn’t it?’ I asked him. The dress came off, my bra and finally almost in reverence he slid my knickers down my legs and took them off. He sat and stared at me fir ages, at my sex, until I told him he was being weird and asked what he was looking at. He responded by telling me I had the most beautiful body he had ever seen.’

I moved up Lily and back between her legs. My cock slipped easily back into her and only met resistance when it was almost fully inside.

‘What happened then Lily?’ My voice was quiet and shook a little with emotion.

‘He wanted to get me on my back. He kept kissing, trying to move me or push me onto my back.’

‘Why?’

‘To fuck me.’

‘What did you do?’

‘I kept moving, slowing him down. I wasn’t sure. It was all so real then. He kept telling me how much he wanted me though, how he had dreamed of seeing my body. He begged to be allowed to touch me properly.’

‘Did he?’

Lily nodded. ‘My breasts first, then my bum. Finally he begged to touch my pussy and I opened my legs and let him. He said I was a goddess and that he would never forget that moment.’

‘Fuck Lily. He should never have been allowed.’

She smiled up at me. ‘Jealous?’

I kissed her to wipe the grin off her face.

‘Then he took his clothes off as well.’

‘You were both naked?’

‘Yeah.’

‘What did you think?’

‘I was randy. He looked like a fifty year old man but I was ok with that. I wanted sex and by then I wanted sex with him. While my head wasn’t sure my cunt was telling me to lie back and let him give me some relief. He was so much older than I was and we shouldn’t have ever been together. I liked that I was something he desperately wanted and that I had let him get me alone after all his attention, all his compliments. I liked his reaction to seeing me nude and the way his cock was so hard for me. I liked the way he looked at me and shook with excitement, the way he couldn’t believe his luck.’

‘What was his cock like?’

‘He had a big cock.’

‘How big?’

‘I don’t know. It was really thick. I couldn’t get my hand around it.’

‘Did you like it?’

‘Yeah. I was surprised I suppose. I hadn’t expected an older man to be big like that. I knew a lot of boys my age who would be embarrassed to be around him in the shower.’ Lily laughed and scratched down my back a little.

‘Did you suck it?’

She nodded. ‘Yeah.’

‘When?’

‘When had he undressed. He was trying to get me on my back and I was playing for time. Trying to decide if this was really a good idea just to get off. We kissed for a bit more. Then I tried to control things by holding it, wanking him. So he started trying to turn me away and get behind me. I could tell he was getting desperate. I had him I’m my hand and was trying to keep him away from my bum. I kept turning to face him. Then I bent and sucked on it. It gave me a little longer to think.’

‘You sucked his cock to delay him fucking you?’

‘So sucking a guys cock is one thing for a girl but having that same thing right in there up close and personal is a little more intimate in terms of personal space.’

‘Did he ask or did you just do it?’

‘I did it. He almost had a fit when it went in.’

‘Did he?’

‘Yeah. I had to stop pretty quickly. He was getting a little over excited.’ She laughed.

‘Tell me more.’

‘We kissed again. He liked kissing me I think, especially using his tongue. Then he moved down slowly. My shoulders, my breasts, my ribs, my belly, hips, thighs and finally…’ Lily paused and looked at me with a fixed and intense stare.